Saturday, February 4, 2017

SSDD

I envy people with
absolute conviction.
I think that's what religion fascinates me, because it's that conviction, in
the face of doubt or even lack of proof.

I don’t. An old
friend answered once to what do you fear by irrational people.

Even though rationalisation is also a scary word yes I can
relate to fear of irrational people.

Imagine a mob of drooling hysterical blood shot eyed people out to get you,
lynch you, hang you, stone you, all led by a conniving power hungry freak who
preys on their ignorance and primal urges.

Watch or read Chocolat, Agora (the story of Hypatia), Germinal.

If you got to the point where you can tie your own blood get
the knife out and kill him/her because some voice tells you to do so you are
not human anymore and are to be feared especially by the son/daughter in
question.

This is NOT an act to be praised.

“But
for good people to do evil things, that takes religion.”

Even though I would question what Steven Weinberg called “good”
still this aphorism applies. Of course he was a banner of atheism but he was
also raised Jewish and that sets a whole sense of man-made morality deep in one’s
soul.

On the other hand I must say that all this nihilism is
utterly fucking depressing at times. To wilfully
prefer a sad reality to a happy illusion is just fucking hard.

Depressive realismis the hypothesis developed byLauren
AlloyandLyn Yvonne Abramson[1]thatdepressedindividuals make more realistic inferences than
do non-depressed individuals. Although depressed individuals are thought to
have a negativecognitive
biasthat results in recurrent, negative automatic
thoughts,maladaptive
behaviors, and dysfunctional world beliefs,[2][3][4]depressive realism argues not only that this
negativity may reflect a more accurate appraisal of the world but also that
non-depressed individuals' appraisals are positively biased.[1]This theory remains very controversial, as it
brings into question the mechanism of change thatcognitive behavioral therapyfor depression purports to target.[5]While some of the evidence currently supports
the plausibility of depressive realism, its effect may be restricted to a
select few situations.

When participants were asked to press a button
and rate the control they perceived they had over whether or not a light turned
on, depressed individuals made more accurate ratings of control than
non-depressed individuals

Which concurs with my theory
so beautifully expressed by

Robert Towne under the guise of

Dr. Claire Lewicki: Control is an illusion, you infantile egomaniac.
Nobody knows what's gonna happen next: not on a freeway, not in an airplane,
not inside our own bodies and certainly not on a racetrack with 40 other
infantile egomaniacs.

I have been known to scream at the top of my head in a state
of morbid inebriety:

REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE
HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE.

"Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little—"

YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THELITTLELIES.

"So we can believe the big ones?"

YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.

"They're not the same at all!"

YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND
SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THENSHOWME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE
OF MERCY. AND YET—Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL
ORDER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME...SOMERIGHTNESSIN THE UNIVERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE
JUDGED.